My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-30) →
I miss Craig so much today.
wehadthestars: And when you’re holding me we make a pair of parentheses. There’s plenty space to encase whatever weird way my mind goes, I know I’ll be safe in these arms. If something in the deli aisle makes you cry you know I’ll put my arm around you and I’ll walk you outside, through the sliding doors, why would I mind? You’re not a baby if you feel the world. All of the babies can...
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself...– ~ Edna St. Vincent Millay (via gatekeeper) (via whathappinessis) (via alotlikelove) (via uhuhyeah) (via weareinfinite) (via 42th)
Just say what you mean and mean what you say....
iamblessed: (via eyeizsunshine)
it's fucked up how hard it is just to be honest...
thoughtsonasunday: acharmedlife: People’s lives change. To keep all your old friends is like keeping all your old clothes - pretty soon your closet is so jammed and everything’s so crushed you can’t find anything to wear. Help these friends when they need you; bless the years and happy times when you meant a lot to each other; but try not to feel guilty if new people mean more to you now.
We really don’t even work out when I am dreaming
What is the probability that:
1) I will get the inscription from the One Ring tattooed around my wrist: high 2) I will stop using choice hidden words to secretly insult people: low
this song is beautiful rogue wave - salesman at...
I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I’ve written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones
txtsfrmlstnght: (713): I decided you couldn’t drive after you asked where the time circuits were on your Altima (832): I wanted to see November 5, 1985
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-23) →
I may as well just purge my MSN list of everyone else because the only name I ever look for is yours. Why would I rather listen to you talk about conspiracy theories than listen to anyone else talk about anything at all?
if you watch the movie Jaws backwards, it's a...
dilaudid: standverystill: unicornology: (via twodollarlove)
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance...– Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights (via quotewhore) (via grayskymorning) (via standverystill)
I always wish you were online
so I could unload all of my complaints onto you, but to be honest, when you talk to me I don’t feel like complaining anymore.
When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything...– Jonathan Safran Foer, “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close” (via haleycrain) (via bryonmcdonald) (via heartfullofplants) (via closertotheocean) (via ilovelittlespoon)
txtsfrmlstnght: (813): I think dad’s getting high again. His last google search was “awesome ping pong shit.”